Happy birthday Daed.
May you be blessed with many more years to come (hopefully while crunching).

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My closest friend, has had her MS acting up really badly over the last year(she is only 23). I see the suffering and I feel as though I can do nothing to really help her. But WCG gives me a way to feel like I am doing something when it all seems so helpless.

I would like to thank everyone for being a part of not only our team, but our collective goal.

My closest friend, has had her MS acting up really badly over the last year(she is only 23). I see the suffering and I feel as though I can do nothing to really help her. But WCG gives me a way to feel like I am doing something when it all seems so helpless.

I would like to thank everyone for being a part of not only our team, but our collective goal.

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Your effort to help with WCG is noble, as is the effort of all the people who crunch for nothing more than wanting to help someone.

But you can do something even more important for your friend with MS. Be there when she needs someone. Don't pity her or feel you have to do anything more than be a real friend who is willing to listen.
Just be there.

To all the crunchers ... Remember that while our computers are crunching, we can do more if we want to.

I had a friend with MS who used crutches (the kind that wrap around the forearm) to be able to get around. For years he struggled. I asked him why he did not get a wheelchair, and his response was "I not a !@#$ cripple." I agreed with him.

Finally it got to the point where he had to get a chair. He cruised around work at about 20 mph with a newfound freedom. He said, "I should have gotten this damn thing years ago."

A couple of years later, he started doing wheelchair races (in a regular stock chair). I told him to go out and get a racing chair. He said. "They're expensive". I said, "What else are you doing with you money, buying artificial legs?"

He gave me a strange look and two days later called me out into the parking lot to show me the new racing wheelchair he bought. As far as I know he still races to this day.

We would walk into work and when we got to the door I would stand there and say, "Open the door for me doorman." He would laugh and then started racing me to the door to see who would get to open it for the other. The first time I opened the door for him he said "I can do that".
I said "I know you can, now shut up and get in there."

We were talking to another work acquaintance about his racing and the person asked, "Do you were a helmet?" I stated, "What for? So he doesn't become a cripple?" The guy just about fell over and my friend turned to me and said "Hey that's my line!" (which it was, but I couldn't resist using it).

He was an excellent tech and a friend you could count on. I never pitied him or treated him like he was any different than anyone else ... because he wasn't.
He got good enough qualifying times to do the Boston Marathon several time. That's more than I can say for me.

maybe I missed this earlier and my apologies, but what is MS? Anyhow, that's a great little story kreij, shows that nothing in this world is impossible, you just have to set your own goals and dedicate to reaching them. Thanks for sharing!